Chapter ElevenThat night
Cee Cee pulled up inside of the parking lot of The Drunken Monkey. She then looked to Flocka. He was reaching between his legs and grabbing one of the two duffle bags. He then reached underneath the seat and grabbed his gun. After popping out the magazine and checking it, he smacked that b***h back in and c****d the slider on it.
Flocka tucked his banga. “Keep her runnin’, I’ll be back Asap.” he hopped out of the Chevy and tucked his banga in the front of his pants. He then slammed the door shut behind him and grabbed up his duffle bag, heading for the back door of the establishment. He pushed open the door and took a quick look around the dimly lit bar. The patrons were drinking, smoking and/or indulging in a game of pool. Everyone seemed to be minding their own
